Insane Clown Posse - Life At Risk lyrics

Waking up to a little baby crying Mom's yelling cuz pop's got his fists flying It's nine in the morning and he's drunk One day, i feel that i'm gonna shoot that punk My b**h laying next to me in the bed I honestly don't give a f** if the ho is dead The only honor in my life is my rag Without it, zip me up in a body bag Grab my brother's unloaded forty-four Take the money-back bottles and head for the store My neighborhood your life is a dare Cuz there's factories pumping out black air And i'm breathing this sh** everyday Living crazy, cuz i'm dying anyway I see this tramp hangin under the bridge I tell her go home and watch her kids You listen to them cry and sob Take your sorry a** and find a motherf**ing job See my homies hanging at the liquor store 40s in the catch, dice rollin on the floor They say my friends'll never be any good But the president wouldn't of been sh** If he was raised in my neighborhood My friends say the same old sh** The southwest side have a hit on me I guess everyone's seen it When i slammed johnny's head into the cement It started all this crazy sh** And now we never set out without a loaded clip And we headed up to the dunk rim Little boys on the court so we punked them out And i was thinking of my brother When he was pushed off the court he wanted to k** them f**ers Now i'm standing in the bad guys shoes Payin' my dues And i don't have no where to be Just another street hood in the inner city And a man is gonna ask for some change Give him a dollar, so he can go and fry his brain f** no, i push him out the way Cuz that sad motherf**er got sh** to say My homie was known for the mackin Now they got him doing 10 for car jackin And i'm thinkin that i'm next to go What the f** i already live on d**h row So many out there want me Everybody wants to put a bullet in my head But i don't give a f** if i die today Everyone alive is gonna die anyway What the f** is life about Come home late and daddy blow your mouth out That's in the past now, i ain't soft Daddy hits me today and i'm a blow his f**in head off For now the bullets close but miss Livin my life at a risk You know, j, man, you're right Too many motherf**ers out there are fake People need to understand That if you get hit enough times Then you start hitting back All we are are pawns in the game board And if this is the way everyone's playin' it So be it, motherf**ers Count us in But the icp is playin for keeps Mackin is a game and everybody's playin Are you the one gettin played like a s**er I think i liked it better when i was a kid